# 269
**Chapter 269: Random Summoning Technique**
The special thing about random summoning was that Lin Qiye himself had no idea what he had summoned.
He turned to look at the massive shadow rising behind him, froze for a moment, then his eyes filled with shock.
A hundred-meter-tall body stood like a mountain on the earth, gray-brown skin, feet stomping the ground and leaving two huge craters. Along its sword-like spine, deep blue light surged like tides.
It stood on the vast earth, raised its head high, and roared at the乌云-covered sky.
ROAR—!!
A deep-blue pillar of flame shot from its throat, the deafening cry echoing between heaven and earth, shaking the land.
"G... Godzilla?"
In the shattered city, surviving residents stared at the familiar silhouette in the distance, mouths agape.
Loki frowned at the beast behind Lin Qiye. He didn’t know what it was, but from its aura, it was definitely no weakling.
Jörmungandr halted its attack, coiling in front of Godzilla, serpent eyes wary.
Godzilla stared at the great snake, stepping forward, the deep-blue light along its spine blazing brighter.
HISS—!!
Jörmungandr’s body shot from the earth, scarlet maw flashing toward Godzilla’s throat while its body whipped around to entwine the titan.
Godzilla roared, tore the serpent’s head aside, opened its jaws, and unleashed a deep-blue atomic breath!
Under the world-destroying breath, Jörmungandr’s scales bristled, its eyes shrinking. It wrenched free of Godzilla’s grip, lifting its head just clear of the beam.
The blue flame scorched great patches of the serpent’s scales. Writhing in agony, Jörmungandr’s tail coiled tighter around Godzilla’s neck, squeezing with crushing force.
The two titans were almost equal in size; in raw power Jörmungandr was outclassed, but in agility it held the edge.
With its neck locked, Godzilla faltered. It lowered its head and bit into the iron-hard scales around its throat.
The next instant, the deep-blue atomic breath erupted again!
Watching the two monsters grapple in world-shattering carnage, Lin Qiye looked away and turned back to Loki.
Forcing a miracle to summon a creature capable of rivaling myth had drained vast divine power; the energy left for him to keep fighting Loki was almost gone.
Moreover, the time limit for hosting Merlin’s soul had long since passed. Without Lin Qiye’s constant “miracle” sustaining it, his soul would have collapsed already.
If he failed to kill Loki before his power ran out, the backlash would leave him helpless—and dead.
Lin Qiye didn’t hesitate. He flung a Straight Blade straight at Loki!
His 【Mortal Divine Realm】 gave him the capital to fight a god, but he was still no deity himself. Even with Merlin’s boost, his body was only at the “Boundless” level—far slower than Loki.
He could only rely on the reverse-summon array on the Straight Blade to blink to Loki’s side. Fortified by “miracle,” his once-hopeless aim had become “absolute hit.”
As long as he struck at Loki, the blade would land!
In the end, a miracle was the reversal of the “utterly unreasonable.”
The more “utter,” the easier the miracle. Lin Qiye’s marksmanship was the worst under heaven; casually hurling a blade a hundred meters and hitting was virtually impossible—if it hit, it was a “miracle.”
Give the same throw to a gifted marksman and it was merely “good luck,” far from a miracle.
Summoning Godzilla with random magic worked the same way—the spell producing such a beast was itself “utterly unreasonable.”
Lin Qiye could use “miracle” to flip “hopeless aim” into “absolute hit,” turn a near-impossible random summon into Godzilla, turn “a mortal can’t slay a god” into “can fight a god”!
But he couldn’t use “miracle” to raise his swordplay one level; improving through effort was still possible for him, therefore not “utterly unreasonable.”
In short, 【Mortal Divine Realm】 was not omnipotent; it demanded huge mental and even divine power.
Seeing the Straight Blade flash before him again, Loki’s face darkened. He reached into the void and drew a Western silver longsword.
The next moment Lin Qiye appeared out of thin air, golden blade-arc slashing for Loki’s throat!
CLANG—!!
The silver sword blocked him, Loki’s strength sending Lin Qiye flying.
Lin Qiye grunted; the Straight Blade in his left hand spun away. At the same time, night erupted around him!
The darkest God’s Ruins instantly swallowed Loki.
Lin Qiye clawed the air; darkness corroded the silver sword. 【Mortal Divine Realm】 activated again and snapped the Asgardian weapon in half!
His current darkness alone could never break an Asgardian arm so easily, but under the miracle he did.
The freed Straight Blade skimmed Loki’s shoulder; the god’s pupils shrank.
In a flash Loki’s form dispersed. Just then Lin Qiye reverse-summoned to the blade’s location and, without looking, slashed backward!
Though Loki had vanished and reappeared elsewhere, a blade tip still burst from his chest!
Loki groaned, staring down at the protruding steel in horror.
Vast Seraphim power poured through the wound, burning everything inside. The Straight Blade blazed like a miniature sun, igniting within him.
A god-slaying weapon.
Loki was a god of trickery, not battle; sword-to-sword he was no match for Lin Qiye.
Worse, inside Lin Qiye’s 【Mortal Divine Realm】 every trick was useless.
Lin Qiye yanked the blade free; Loki’s blood had already been incinerated. Clutching his chest, Loki turned, eyes venomous.
“Don’t think you’ve won…” he hissed. “Once the Seraphim’s power burns out, you’re just an ant… I’ll be back…”
Lin Qiye expressionlessly drove the second Straight Blade through Loki’s heart. The god convulsed again.
“Oh,” he said flatly. “I’ll be waiting.”